78888888888888888Chilling with Ouboet

Spent most of the day with my son... we watched Tears of the Sun and The Vanished on DVD, both great movies. Went out for a burger lunch and had a great time together, he will be turning 21 this week. Time sure flies. Then went to collect Myoo... got to a darkened house and when I phoned got through to R in hospital, S took a dive on the whoops and bust his wrist... again! He sure has had a bad run of luck this year. Eventually got home with Myoo, she was so good in the car, a bit nervous but not hysterical like some kittens I have had. Seems to have settled down quite well so far... time will tell. Oh the title? Courtesy of Myoo of course!
Gentle music for cats tonight, Simon & Garfunkel, Gregorian, Vangelis so tonights lyrics reflect the theme of the time.
Sounds of Silence - Simon and Garfunkel
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls"
And whispered in the sounds of silence
"Cats regard people as warmblooded furniture." Jacquelyn Mitchard, The Deep End of the Ocean.